Captain Kuchiki Novels & Stories

He almost looks as if he is made of metal. The four commanders sit down across from the Kea females who were first in line, and the announcer clears his voice. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...

Aulia nodded her head once Hisoka glanced at her, requesting her permission as well. “Great.” Hisoka intertwined his fingers together, placed his elbows on the table, and propped his chin on the intertwined fingers. “This man, next to me, is one of the Mandrill Monkeys or so-called Mandrill. His code name is Captain, coincidentally the captain of the group.” Captain shot up and slightly tilted his body forward. “The name is Captain, one of the Mandrills and also the leader. I humbly greet all of you.”

Jiang Qiufeng also heard Chen Kai call Yang Xiao captain. He locked his old eyes on Yang Xiao and became unusually dignified. "Captain? Are you the Death God's Director?" "Is it important whether I am the Death God or not?" Yang Xiao sneered. Jiang Qiufeng smiled contemptuously and said, "So what if you're the Death God? Since you're here, you have to pay the price! I haven't fought for many years. I'd like to see how powerful the person who once boasted to be the strongest country in the Sky Mansion Country is!"

Captain Han got up, looking at the old monk, "Master, could you help subdue that monster?" "I am Master Azura, and I came specifically for this evil creature," the old monk introduced himself. "Thank you, Master Azura!" Captain Han didn't even ask for the other's identity before hurriedly expressing his gratitude. Master Azura looked at Kiran, "Young man, stay back. This creature is full of poison and very dangerous." Kiran glanced at Master Azura, his tone calm, "Although your cultivation is commendable, Master, you are not his match."

he replied with a poker face. Captain Rizki giggled and asked, “So, how is married life? Share please.” He shook his head and said, “Go find yourself a wife. I won't share anything.” “Oh really? Then, I won't teach you those cheesy lines,” Captain Rizki said, threatening him. He chuckled and replied, “Bro, to tell you the truth, I don't need those cheesy lines from you. She hates that.” Captain Rizki widened his eyes in surprise and said, “Wow! You got yourself a tough girl, man.”

The Captain held her iridescent air-spear, her beautiful face entirely blank. Mwajuma looked at the pinned, thrashing creature, and then she looked at her lover. She remembered the tears. She remembered the story of the floorboards. Mwajuma took two steps back, leaving the beast completely exposed. "It is yours," Mwajuma rumbled softly, her voice filled with a profound, terrifying tenderness. "Take what you need, my heart." Zuri stopped. She looked at Mwajuma, and the most chilling, breathtaking smile spread across the Captain’s face. It wasn't a smile of a victim finding closure. It was the smile of a predator being handed a live rabbit by its fiercely loyal hound.

the Kea says and my heartbeat pounds so loudly in my ears I almost miss him calling my name out. "Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...," the Kea rambles off as I walk out of the holding room. I keep my chin high and lock onto the empty chair next to Commander Saz. When I pull the chair out and sit down I look up to find I am seated in front of the fifth Kea female.

I guess I'm glad we don't need to argue about this. Now, with Cherry taken care of, I follow them as we head toward the back door. However, as soon as we enter the kitchen, the captain throws his dagger, swiftly catching someone off guard. I don't even know we have company. Well, he is a seasoned fighter, after all. I cannot compare to him in any way. “Aaaahhhhh!!!” The person jumps out of his hiding spot, screaming at the top of his lungs, and that is when we see him clearly.

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

“And your favorite matcha latte just in case you were dying emotionally.” I peeked at her from behind the pillow. “You’re psychic.” “No, you looked ready to commit violence earlier.” She set the drinks down and joined me on the couch. “Now talk. What’s going on?” I sighed, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. “Dean Martin offered me the mentorship job.” “That’s good.” “He wants me to mentor Nicolas.” Her jaw dropped. “As in...” “Yes.” “As in...” “Yes, June. Him.” She stared at me like I had announced the apocalypse. “You’re joking.”